Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 386 The Difference Between Immortals and Mortals! Xu Wan, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

The next day, at noon, the sun was blazing.

Bibolou is one of the largest restaurants in Guanggui City.

In a private seat by the window and near the door, two radiant and stunning young women, Xu Mei and Xu Yan, sat quietly, seemingly waiting for someone.

Her voluptuous, ripe figure was perfectly outlined by the embroidered silk dress, and coupled with the otherworldly temperament inherent in cultivators, Yan'er was extraordinary, both holy and alluring.

This caused many self-proclaimed high-status diners in the building to frequently cast glances at him with a mixture of amazement and lewdness.

However, despite their gazes, no one dared to actually step forward and speak to them.

Such stunning beauty, coupled with the disdainful glances they inadvertently revealed, all pointed to either that they were already taken and had powerful backers, or that their own families had considerable wealth and influence.

Neither of them are beings that should be easily provoked!

About half an hour later.

A young man, dressed in a black robe and carrying a large bag on his back, with an ordinary appearance, ran into the restaurant looking travel-worn.

Those arrogant young noblemen guarding the door only glanced at him out of the corner of their eyes before turning their gaze away with little interest.

The young man showed no trace of being taught aristocratic etiquette in his every move. Although he was dressed in fine clothes, in their eyes he was nothing more than a monkey in a crown.

He was either a spoiled brat from some nouveau riche family or a servant boy from a wealthy household.

But what happened next completely shocked everyone.

The two stunningly beautiful young women, so alluring and seemingly unapproachable, stood up upon seeing the ordinary-looking young man, their faces beaming with joy and fervent smiles, and went to greet him from either side.

They naturally surrounded her in the middle, speaking intimately and behaving with a flirtatious and flattering air.

"...Just who is this guy?"

"I don't know, he looks unfamiliar, doesn't seem like a young master from any family in the city."

"Hiss... Could it be... a 'gifted' person kept by these two noble ladies?"

Uncontrollable whispers rose like buzzing bees at each of the tables where onlookers gathered to watch the spectacle.

A noble young man in white, who was immediately captivated by the two beautiful women upon first sight but was afraid of offending them, had been gazing at them from afar for a long time. Upon seeing this scene, he was filled with jealousy, but also felt a strange surge of passion and courage.

Confident in his family background and his tall, handsome appearance, he carefully tidied himself up, then rose, fanning himself with a folding fan, and walked over with an air of elegance.

The mortal Mo Yu was about to head upstairs to a private room, led by the Xu sisters, Xu Mei and Xu Yan.

Then a white-clad nobleman, dressed in an extremely flamboyant manner and adorned with rouge and seven or eight sachets, blocked their way.

"My name is Ximen Qing, and my father is Prefect Guanggui! There is a poetry gathering in the city tonight. I wonder if I might have the honor of inviting the two young ladies to attend?"

Although Ximen Qing had ill intentions, his words were perfectly tactful.

It would seem abrupt and presumptuous not to directly invite someone to eat and drink at a restaurant during peak dining hours.

Instead, he invited her to tonight's "poetry gathering," a more refined invitation that was less likely to arouse the woman's suspicion and thus had a higher success rate.

Once the other party agrees, he can then take advantage of the situation and make further requests, such as having a meal together.

Moreover, he intentionally or unintentionally ignored Mo Yu, who was between the two beauties, as if she were invisible.

'Tsk, I've encountered a situation where someone's pretending to be weak while actually being strong? Is it going to be my turn, the Crooked-Mouth Dragon King, to show off and slap them in the face next?'

The mortal Mo Yu looked at the two sisters with great interest, wanting to see how they would resolve the situation.

'A mere mortal! How dare you!'

The moment Ximen Qing blocked their path, the Xu sisters' faces turned extremely gloomy.

Normally, if some ignorant mortal came up to harass them, they might feel annoyed, but they would mostly just ignore it and not bother to bother with it.

But now, it's in front of Mo Yu!

They were already worried that their practice of sexual cultivation would offend him.

At this moment, some ignorant mortal dares to strike up a conversation with her right in front of her, which is simply challenging their bottom line!
"Snapped!"

Xu Mei swung a powerful backhand slap, striking without uttering a single word.

She struck with immense force, sending the tall and handsome Ximen Qing tumbling twice in the air before he landed on the ground with a thud.

When he covered his face and collapsed to the ground in a daze, his once handsome face was swollen like a pig's face, with blood seeping from his mouth and nose, looking extremely miserable.

The once noisy and bustling hall instantly fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

After hitting the man, Xu Mei didn't even bother to look at the pig's head on the ground again.

The moment she turned her head, the icy, murderous aura on her face vanished, replaced by a bright, charming smile, as if she had simply swatted a pesky mosquito.

"Young master, please come upstairs. My sister and I have personally prepared a meal and wine; we don't know if it will suit your taste."

The mortal Mo Yu glanced at the beautiful woman with slight surprise, thinking to himself, "She really can change her expression without batting an eye."

Looking at that charming and beautiful face, he almost forgot that this was a demonic witch from the Hehuan Sect at the eighth level of Qi Refining, who could instantly cast fireballs and whose methods of killing and searching corpses were even more skillful and efficient than his.

Treating human life as worthless is a basic practice for cultivators in this world.

Mo Yu, a mortal, glanced at the fallen Ximen Gongzi with pity:
"Of all people to mess with, you had to provoke such a ruthless cultivator."

If he were a time traveler, he would at least respect the order and rules of modern society, and wouldn't have to be truly humiliated. He could just put on a show and it would be over.

But it was Xu Mei who made the mistake.
"Sister, you take the young master upstairs for his meal first. I'm going to... wash my hands to get rid of bad luck."

Xu Mei gently instructed her younger sister, Xu Yan, and then bowed apologetically to Mo Yu.

Although the mortal Mo Yu vaguely guessed what she was going to do, he said nothing and simply nodded.

He could not show the slightest fear in front of these two, nor could he reveal too much weakness.

Otherwise, don't be fooled by their current obedience and tenderness towards you.

Who knows, one day he might wake up to find himself locked in a basement, collared, his limbs cut off, leaving only his third leg...

Such a thing is by no means impossible for a demonic sorceress.

The mortal Mo Yu followed Xu Yan upstairs and into the private room.

He didn't know what Xu Mei had done, nor did he ask.

It wasn't until several days later, when he returned to Jiayuan City and sent spies from the Mo family to gather information, that he learned:

Guangguicheng changed his driver that same day.

Moreover, on the very night he left, an unexpected fire broke out, and the vast mansion was reduced to ashes. All of the more than one hundred members of the Ximen family perished in the flames, their deaths neat and orderly. Xu Yan pushed open the door to the private room, and a delicate, elegant fragrance wafted towards her.

Mo Yu, a mortal, went inside and saw a woman in green sitting at the round table in the room.

The woman was extremely beautiful, with light makeup, lips like rouge, and skin like cream. Her eyes, as clear as spring water, were quietly gazing at him.

Upon closer inspection, her features bear a slight resemblance to the Xu sisters, but are more refined, with a cooler and more aloof demeanor, making her appear younger.

However, considering that this is the world of cultivation, Mo Yu dared not confirm whether this person or the Xu sisters were of a higher generation.

"My name is Xu Wan, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect."

The woman in green slowly rose, giving a graceful curtsy. A few strands of her dark hair cascaded down her smooth neck, and the green gauze draped over her exquisite curves, revealing them subtly.

"I had heard my two older cousins ​​mention that you are a dragon among men, and seeing you today, I can confirm that your reputation is well-deserved."

Her voice was clear and cool, and her demeanor was dignified and reserved. She seemed even more conservative than Xu Yan, and had absolutely no trace of the flirtatious or seductive air about her.

If she hadn't revealed that she belonged to the Hehuan Sect, Mo Yu would have believed her if you told him she was the aloof and ascetic sword fairy from a righteous sect.

Mo Yu, a mortal, nodded in return.

Having read the original work, he knew that the title of "deacon disciple" sounded very impressive.

In reality, they were low-level servants with little pay and many responsibilities, also known as menial disciples, belonging to the lowest level of existence within the sect.

However, within the sect, if she was called a menial servant, she had to obediently accept it.

Once outside the sect, one is considered part of the royal family of a country. They must pay their respects and address him as "Immortal Master." Rogue cultivators, in turn, must address him as "Lord Steward."

Seeing Mo Yu's thieving eyes darting up and down Xu Wan, Xu Yan couldn't help but chuckle. She affectionately took his left arm and pushed him to sit down in a seat right next to Xu Wan, while she sat on his other side, sandwiching him between them.

As soon as he got close.

The pure yang energy that rushed towards her made Xu Wanshuang's clear and cold eyes light up!
'My cousin wasn't lying to me after all! This guy's constitution... really is...'

She said that Mo Yu was an outstanding person, and that wasn't just empty praise.

Only shallow mortals judge by appearances; these cultivators, on the other hand, look at the inner qualities... spiritual roots!

The mortal Mo Yu possesses a mutated Yang spiritual root. Not only is the purity of his spiritual energy comparable to that of a celestial spiritual root, but his Yang energy is also extremely abundant.

It was noon, the time when his Yang Spirit Root received the greatest amplification from the Yang energy of heaven and earth, and was at its most intense.

For these female cultivators who practice the art of absorbing and replenishing their essence, this is simply the most superior human form of medicine!
When Xu Mei finished washing her hands and returned to the private room with a seductive smile.

The three people inside had already started eating and showed no intention of waiting for her.

But she didn't care about that. Instead, she glanced at her younger sister, Xu Yan, who was leaning against Mo Yu and affectionately serving him food, calling him "Young Master" repeatedly.

That spot should have been hers.

Xu Yan remained unmoved by her sister's resentful gaze and completely ignored it.

'The struggle for immortality has always been like this. Even among sisters, when it's time to fight, there must be no mercy.'

There was no other way; the sun was blazing, and to avoid accumulating too much yang energy within his body, Mo Yu was unconsciously releasing excess yang energy outwards.

These yang energies are treasures to them.

Although the amount is small, just being near it allows you to absorb some of it. The feeling is like soaking in the best hot spring in the dead of winter, feeling completely relaxed and wonderful.

Xu Mei gave Xu Yan a look that said, "I'll deal with you when we get back," before calmly taking her seat opposite Mo Yu.

"Young master, are these dishes to your liking?"

"The taste is alright. However, next time it would be best to use more monster meat to make more main dishes. I'm used to eating hearty dishes at home, and my stomach has become quite bloated. Ordinary grains are hard to fill my stomach."

Mo Yu, a mortal, was just spouting nonsense, half true and half false.

The three women listened with sparkling eyes, their suspicions that he came from a powerful cultivation family deepened.

The two women beside him kept serving him food, and Mo Yu accepted it all.

He ate almost all of the food on the table.

The mortal Mo Yu knew perfectly well why he had attracted the affections of the Hehuan demoness.

The main reason is naturally his mutated Yang spiritual root, but the Six Treasures Immortal Thief's enhancement of the body's life level is definitely also an important reason.

The latter ensures quality, the former ensures quantity; only when the two are combined can it be considered pure Yang.

After finishing her meal, Xu Mei gracefully got up and cleared away the dishes.

Only then did the mortal Mo Yu take off the large bag he had been carrying on his back and place it on the table.

"Soul-Shaking Bells, three pieces, top-tier magic artifacts for the Qi Refining stage. Shaking the bells can instantly stun enemies of the same level."

"Three Treasures Beads, five pieces, top-tier defensive magic artifacts for the Qi Refining stage, containing three layers of protective shields, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Qi Refining thirteenth level cultivator."

"Thirty reconnaissance flies, which can be considered flying puppets. They are extremely fast, but relatively fragile."

"In addition, there are thirty high-level and low-level talismans of various types, and five high-level and low-level talismans."

The mortal Mo Yu laid out one magical artifact and talisman after another, each shimmering with spiritual light. Then, he leaned back leisurely in his chair, squinted, and casually remarked:
"Alright, that's all for now. You three, please give us an estimate."

In that instant, not only the Xu Mei and Xu Yan sisters, who were just independent cultivators, but even Xu Wan, who had already joined the Hehuan Sect, could no longer maintain her aloofness and composure.

His eyes widened at the dazzling treasures on the table!
An uncontrollable flame called greed surged and burned wildly in the hearts of the three women!
This is not because they are weak-willed, but because the benefits they are facing are so great that they are enough to make even Foundation Establishment cultivators envious and give rise to thoughts of murder and robbery!
"Gudu."

Xu Wan swallowed hard, stiffly turning her head to look at her two equally dumbfounded and unreliable older cousins. Her eyes conveyed the message:

"Are you all misunderstanding my abilities?! Do you think I could just resell so many top-tier magical artifacts? Am I worthy of them? How many do I even deserve?!"

You should know that even a single top-tier magic weapon can easily cost hundreds of low-tier spirit stones, which is unaffordable for lower-level sect disciples!
Even if Xu Wan sold herself into servitude as a furnace, she could barely exchange it for one top-tier magic artifact on this table!
Xu Mei and Xu Yan looked at the table and felt their scalps tingle, their minds going completely blank.

They guessed that Mo Yu was powerful, but they never expected that he was powerful to this extent!

The three women did not immediately lash out and commit murder and robbery.

It wasn't because they suppressed their greed.
If they truly had that kind of mindset, they wouldn't have practiced such a demonic cultivation method as "replenishing one's essence."

It was entirely because they knew in their hearts that even if the three of them joined forces, they would be no match for the boy in front of them!

This is no longer a matter of individual ability.

With this pile of top-tier magical artifacts and talismans right in front of you, even if you called a top cultivator at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, he would be crushed to death here!
Moreover, everyone knows that truly good things should be kept for oneself!

If he can casually take out so many top-tier magical artifacts to sell, then the magical artifacts he uses himself must be of even higher grade and more powerful!

(End of this chapter)